Allison's POV
All hell breaks loose.
The crowd goes wild, but Xander doesn't spare them a second glance. He puts his arm around me and starts leading me out of the hall. His guards form a barrier around us, keeping the angry werewolves from touching either of us. Not that any of them would touch Xander, anyway.
It's clear that their target is me. If they wanted to kill me before, his words have just made them determined to do it slowly and painfully.
Xander's touch is all that keeps my legs from buckling as we walk out of the building and enter the car. He doesn't let go of me, even till we reach his mansion.
I can't help gaping as we walk in, because this is literally a palace. I wasn't exactly in the right state of mind to appreciate it when I moved in yesterday, due to how anxious
